it is my great pleasure

to hear

a taste of a

Whisper of you

a taste is more exciting

than a banquet

of all your charms

the scent

between your breasts

the perfume of your neck

because imagination from a simple taste

of you –  a woman

is a meal savored

in its fullness

flavored by your soul

and leaves me

Hungry for more

an appetite

for the scent

of your womaness

a taste Kings desire

but rarely are ever

to dine on :

Kings take what they desire

and gorge themselves

without tasting :

but what is best freely given


a man and a woman

the private conversation

between souls

a taste of the


of life

i am a simple man – past my prime as to creativity- i wasted so much time –

tick tock    – it does not stop – tick tock

i threw away my watch as time does not measure itself as we like

seconds ?   hours ?   days ?   years  ?

time measures by its own passing

and only a child

on a rainy day

staring out at that moment of rain

can make that moment

last forever

Beauty ,

is best savored ,

with a taste of

the spice of

imperfection ,

to bring out

its full


and enhance

its flavor –

a feast  served

for the senses

to taste ,

smell ,

view ,

touch ,

and hear

its breath –

the pulse

and beating heart of it’s

passion –

beauty  IS beauty

because of it’s

imperfections –

to me there is a beauty in the smell

of my horses sweat on his saddle blanket

that i rest my head upon as a pillow –

there is beauty in a dying rose

like an aged woman who sits alone

at the end of the dance

yet can still smile a bright smile

for her memories

of the dance to come


i would like to add –

one day three years ago i went shopping

and as i walked towards the door to the store

an old lady and her companion helper exited

she must have been in her late 80s

or into her 90s

bent with age

withered , wrinkled ,

barely walking

yet as i approached

she smiled a smile at me that lit up the day

and flashed at me her joy of life

her enjoyment of loves

and lovers-

of life

i shall never forget her smile

the beauty of this woman


the Ranch Horse – a working member of a team of horse and human in daily ranch life – the tasks the team must perform are varied and sometimes dangerous – roping , cutting , herding ,dealing with hazards and obstacles  on the trail ,

and sometimes there are events that allow the horse and rider to show off their abilities at reining , cutting , roping , and trail hazards

these images that follow are from the Ranch Horse Versatility Show in Carmel Valley California    it is quite hard to capture a horse , rider  ,  steer , and   rope   in a good and pleasing manner for most people  – it is very difficult to perform all these tasks


RHV-9668 RHV-8018 RHV-9688 Cathe-Hook-RHV-8176 RHV-winner-8831 copy RHV-8919 RHV-9029 RHV-tagged-9124 RHV-9078 RHV-8928 RHV-9165 Kelli-RHV-9407 RHV-9249

just a small selection of images of the horse

proud copy sidesaddle-4973 copy ?-gallop-7913 copy the rub-7452 copy arabian-1513 copy 8am halt copy Henry Boyd -3288 copy PBDS-1975 copy stallion-2 copy Maddie-Onyx-3979 copy Rasta-8232 copy

self portrait -2-9961

people will judge your outlook in life

by your perception of your glass

is it half full ?

or half empty ?

i have a thirst for life

so will simply

savor the taste –

the flavor

of what i drink

i hunger to see

different images

in anything

such as Thunder Thighs

or the beauty of a rose

without colour

basic thunder thighs-9965 B&W rose -6718

life is not –

to me –

what is in your glass

wether half empty

or half full

but rather

what you fill it with

what you taste

wether it be an mirage of a horse

or the tracks in the desert sand

that will vanish

with the slight stirring

of the wind

arabian-1486 tracks-2

what boots

will i walk in today ?

will i leave tracks

that anyone will follow ?

will anyone thirst

for what i have seen ?

boot copy


Shakespeare ,

to my way of feeling,

had it wrong-

it should not be written as –

” a horse- a horse-my kingdom for a horse ”

but rather

“MY Kingdom IS my Horse !”

Jake and I -4928 copy

Dragon -0275 finger dragon-0279

rose-0196 copy


people love roses :

when they are at a peak of bloom

a beauty in the garden

of life

but not when the gown of beauty

is wrinkled and worn

petals falling

the perfume fading

the makeup washed away

by time –

to me

beauty is ageless

and love is

when you can still view your other

as when you first

joined with them

without the blemish

of age , of time

and all the wrinkles

etched on our faces

are a roadmap

of our souls

of our journey


in this life

we have traveled

thru together


if i were a Prince

in this life

or next

i would search the ballroom

of faded beauties

to find only you

and slip the glass slippers

on your slender feet

and dance

the last waltz

with only you


can you find  the beauty

in these aged beauties

that time has

turned old ?

aged rose-0254 aged rose-0236 aaged rose-0198 aged rose-0234